Enjoyed the most brilliant winter fell run /wade/slide/roll this morning. Low enough visibility to keep you switched on and the best kind of snow. The dry-ish, grippy, solid kind. 
No photos because sometimes it's good to just be in the moment (and I'd definitely loose it in some waist deep drift somewhere!). 

Then an afternoon of warming up and playing with sharp things and bits of wood. Every scout ever will tell you how absorbing a knife and a stick are.